Man And The Echo (William Butler Yeats Poems)
Man. In a cleft that's christened Alt Under broken stone I halt At the bottom of a pit That broad ...
Man. In a cleft that's christened Alt Under broken stone I halt At the bottom of a pit That broad ...
One that is ever kind said yesterday: 'Your well-beloved's hair has threads of grey, And little shadows come about her ...
Under my window-ledge the waters race, Otters below and moor-hens on the top, Run for a mile undimmed in Heaven's ...
For certain minutes at the least That crafty demon and that loud beast That plague me day and night Ran ...
Through intricate motions ran Stream and gliding sun And all my heart seemed gay: Some stupid thing that I had ...
I On the grey rock of Cashel the mind's eye Has called up the cold spirits that are born When ...
My Soul. I summon to the winding ancient stair; Set all your mind upon the steep ascent, Upon the broken, ...
The light of evening, Lissadell, Great windows open to the south, Two girls in silk kimonos, both Beautiful, one a ...
Poetry, music, I have loved, and yet Because of those new dead That come into my soul and escape Confusion ...
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